Isaiah 18
1 Ah, the land of the rustling of wings, which is beyond the rivers of Ethiopia:
Due, asase a ntaban nnyegyeeɛ wɔ so wɔ Kus nsubɔntene ho,
2 that sendeth ambassadors by the sea, even in vessels of papyrus upon the waters, [saying], Go, ye swift messengers, to a nation tall and smooth, to a people terrible from their beginning onward; a nation that meteth out and treadeth down, whose land the rivers divide!
a ɔsoma ananmusifoɔ a wɔnam ɛpo so a wɔde paparɔs abonto fa nsuo ani. Monkɔ, asomafoɔ ahoɔherɛfoɔ, monkɔ nnipa a wɔwoware na wɔn honam yɛ tromtrom no nkyɛn, nnipa a wɔn ho yɛ hu wɔ mmaa nyinaa, aniɛdenfoɔ ɔman a yɛnte wɔn kasa, na nsubɔntene akyekyɛ nʼasase mu.
3 All ye inhabitants of the world, and ye dwellers on the earth, when an ensign is lifted up on the mountains, see ye; and when the trumpet is blown, hear ye.
Mo ewiasefoɔ nyinaa, mo a motete asase so, sɛ wɔpagya frankaa wɔ bepɔ no so a, mobɛhunu. Sɛ wɔhyɛn totorobɛnto a, mobɛte.
4 For thus hath the LORD said unto me, I will be still, and I will behold in my dwelling place; like clear heat in sunshine, like a cloud of dew in the heat of harvest.
Yei ne deɛ Awurade ka kyerɛ me, “Mɛtena mʼatenaeɛ na mahwɛ biribiara dinn. Mɛyɛ dinn te sɛ owia a ɛrebɔ, te sɛ ɛbɔ a ɛsi wɔ otwa berɛ mu.”
5 For afore the harvest, when the blossom is over, and the flower becometh a ripening grape, he shall cut off the sprigs with pruning-hooks, and the spreading branches shall he take away [and] cut down.
Ɛnnya nnuruu twaberɛ a nhyerɛnne berɛ atwam no, na nhwiren no anyini adane bobe no, wɔde nsɔsɔ bɛtwitwa mman no; wɔbɛtwitwa mman a ɛredendan no akɔ.
6 They shall be left together unto the ravenous birds of the mountains, and to the beasts of the earth: and the ravenous birds shall summer upon them, and all the beasts of the earth shall winter upon them.
Wɔbɛgya wɔn nyinaa ama bepɔ so nnomaa a wɔkum mmoa we, ne wiram mmoa; nnomaa no bɛdi wɔn nam wɔ ahuhuro ɛberɛ mu. Wiram mmoa bɛwe wɔn nam wɔ awɔ berɛ mu.
7 In that time shall a present be brought unto the LORD of hosts of a people tall and smooth, and from a people terrible from their beginning onward; a nation that meteth out and treadeth down, whose land the rivers divide, to the place of the name of the LORD of hosts, the mount Zion.
Saa ɛberɛ no wɔde akyɛdeɛ bɛbrɛ Asafo Awurade ɛbɛfiri nnipa a wɔwoware na wɔn honam yɛ tromtrom hɔ, nnipa a wɔn ho yɛ hu wɔ mmaa nyinaa, aniɛdenfoɔ ɔman a yɛnte wɔn kasa, na nsubɔntene akyekyɛ nʼasase mu. Wɔde akyɛdeɛ bɛba Sion Bepɔ so, beaeɛ a Asafo Awurade din atim no.
